The prince stands, his regal robes sweeping the floor as he descends from his throne. He leads Alaric and Aerion to a private chamber adjacent to the throne room, the heavy wooden door creaking as he pushes it open.
Inside, a figure stands with their back to the door, gazing out a large window that overlooks the castle gardens. As the knights enter, the figure turns, and Alaric's breath catches in his throat.
It's Lady Beatrice, her sapphire eyes gleaming in the candlelight. She's dressed impeccably, as always, in a gown of deep purple velvet that hugs her slender frame.
Just as Alaric is about to speak, a sharp knock echoes through the chamber. The prince's head snaps towards the door, his expression tightening.
Enter(Prince)
he calls out, his voice commanding.
The door swings open, revealing the third knight commander and his vice. They stride into the room, their armor clinking softly with each step. The commander, a burly man with a thick beard, bows deeply to the prince before turning his gaze to Alaric and Aerion.
Sir Alaric, Sir Aerion . I trust your journey was fruitful. The prince has informed us of Lady Beatrice's revelations regarding the ritual and the sacrifice.(Third knight commander)
he greets them, his voice a deep rumble
Alaric nods, his mind racing as he tries to process the sudden influx of new information and faces.
The prince turns to Lady Beatrice, his gaze intense.
Lady Beatrice, perhaps you could enlighten our knights about the organization behind this ritual? Anything you've uncovered during your investigations would be most helpful.(Prince)
Beatrice nods, her eyes flicking between Alaric and Aerion.
The organization calling themselves the Celestial Order. They are a secretive group, composed of nobles and powerful magic users who believe in harnessing the power of the celestial bodies for their own gain.(Beatrice)
Alaric frowns, his brow furrowing in thought.
And this sacrifice they require... it must be someone of royal blood, correct? Someone connected to the celestial bodies?(Alaric)
Beatrice confirms with a nod. Indeed.
They believe that by sacrificing a royal with celestial ties, they can forge a powerful bond with the celestial beings, granting them immense power and influence.(Beatrice)
The third knight commander steps forward, his expression grim.
We've been investigating the Celestial Order for some time now. They have ties to several noble houses, including some with known celestial affinities. Finding the sacrifice could lead us directly to their leadership.(Commander)
Alaric's mind races, the pieces of the puzzle slowly falling into place. He turns to the prince, his voice urgent.
Which houses involved?(Aerion)
From the investigation the House of Astralis. They are an ancient and powerful noble family, known for their strong celestial connections. The current head of the house, Lord Orion Astralis, is rumored to be a key member of the Celestial Order.(Commander)
Alaric and Prince eyes widen, a chill running down. The House of Astralis... been remembers the stories, the whispers of their otherworldly powers and their obsession with the celestial bodies.
Aerion speaks up, his voice low and thoughtful.
If the Celestial Order is indeed planning this ritual, and Lord Orion is involved, then we must act swiftly. We cannot allow them to sacrifice a royal and gain such immense power.(Aerion)
The third knight commander nods in agreement.
I will gather a team to investigate the House of Astralis immediately.(Commander)
Lady Beatrice steps forward, her voice commanding attention.
I must insist on accompanying your investigation, Your Highness. My knowledge of the noble houses and their celestial connections could prove invaluable. Additionally, I have a personal stake in this matter, as the House of Astralis has long been rivals to my own.(Beatrice)
The prince considers her request, his gaze piercing as he studies her face. After a moment, he nods curtly.
Very well, Lady Beatrice. Your expertise will be most welcome. However, you will be under the direct supervision of Sir Alaric and Sir Aerion at all times. Their authority supersedes yours in this matter.(Prince)